Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Poland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Organ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Smog,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker,
The Black Dice,
Amon Düül II,
The Red Krayola,
Eve St. Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Inner City,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Slits,
Oneida,
The Mummies,
Hot Snakes,
Howard Jones,
Half Japanese,
Sound Behaviour,
Anakelly,
Connie Case,
Das Ding,
Mo-Dettes,
Parry Music,
Pulsallama,
The Names,
MDC,
Brick,
Siglo XX,
Arcadia,
Bauhaus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Japan,
Negative Approach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Section 25,
Thee Headcoats,
Arab on Radar,
Oblivians,
Judy Mowatt,
Make Up,
Jacques Brel,
Model 500,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Colin Newman,
Kerri Chandler,
Eli Mardock,
The Stooges,
Scratch Acid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
Icehouse,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.